Aoradh profiles




There is no muscle wasted

In your wrinkled face

No line uncurled


There is no shadow cast by

Tomorrows waiting growth

Each hair a whisker, quivered


No sharp fang

In your pearly-whites

Lit up by our laughter


There is no moment

More than this

When here we are, smiling





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